The NHS Atrium of Inevitability

Looked out a gift for Rebecca.  Received a message fae Alan saying I owe him £85!!  (Nothing to do with Sprawling Missions tailing off in the 1.30 at Doncaster).  Whilst I was in getting my X-Ray I noticed Ian walking upstairs.  I called him and we chatted for half an hour.  Sadly his wife has been admitted into hospital twice recently, and he’s been struggling to keep up with things domestically and source medical care.    It’s bum freezingly cold.  I’ve had to deploy a safety net as my Lalique barometer is falling rapidly. 
 
John Hammond is 84.